After the autumn wood

Having traveled to America in the year 1862, this was the beginning of a dream, the finest of times.
What constitutes a true master of success?
Having some notable descendants hardly counts for anything.
To build an Oil Empire alongside Rockefeller
To place Carnegie on the throne of the steel magnate
To help Ford propel the industrialization of automobiles worldwide
To lead Edison to monopolize the future of the electrical industry
To be an Angel Investor for Morgan's capital
Hear this, applause!

American success master

"Finally going to meet your princess, huh?" Su Yanqiao arrived on deck and looked at Zhu Wencong beside her.


"Yeah, indeed! After cultivating that emotional connection for so long, the time has finally come to reap the rewards.


To enter Western society, one needs a noble to lead the way; hence, relying on England's golden signboard, one can move unhindered in the West.


I'm very sorry about this; perhaps this is the slyness of adulthood, unlike the pure innocence of children.


For the sake of interests, sacrifices are inevitable, but I will stay true to my original intention. Shall we get married when we return to the East next year?" Zhu Wencong said.


Su Yanqiao froze on the spot, staring blankly at Zhu Wencong, thinking about how swiftly his thoughts jumped.


She couldn't keep up with Zhu Wencong's line of thought at all; his imagination was always boundless.


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